He agreed to hold a fundraising event at his sprawling farm house, which is more like an Old South plantation, for the next weekend.My mother was able...to babysit our son, and we arrived early at Jim’s place, so we could meet the potential donors as they arrived. He had invited thirty of the most-prominent men and women in our county and their spouses, and that included bankers, lawyers, accountants, and business owners, as well as other wealthy farmers who have a big stake in the election. My. Not bad I thought! I picked up the satin thong that Alicia gave me earlier that day and slipped it on over my feet. The silkiness of the material as it slid up my legs sent a charge thru my body. The thin strap in the back easily slid into my hairless crack as the small pouch in the front attempted to contain my cock and balls. My balls slipped out over the edge and my cock started to harden against the silky pressure. I pulled my cock upright to relieve the tension and the head of my dick. She looked in his direction, wondering why he stopped that, it felt so amazing to her. He walked around the table to her head and removed the gag from her mouth.“Will you do as I say if I keep this off kitty?” he asked her“Yes…” she said quietlyHe grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head near his pants, and she knew what he wanted, opening her mouth slowly. As she did he let go of her hair. “That isn’t what I want, kitty” He walked to the headboard and slowly untied her left arm, but not the. Her breasts were not huge but, still very shapely. She was short and sweet. You could tell from looking at her that she didn’t value herself much. ‘A storm is rolling in fast. I wouldn’t want you to get swept up in the high winds.’ her cajun accent rolled off her tongue like she was the only one who could speak it so poetically. She was right. I noticed the dark, menacing clouds rolling in from the south promising, dangerous lightening and monsoon like rain. I could already hear the wind.